Harry was enjoying the steak with Ryn when he saw a very familiar person heading toward them. He frowned.
"Ryn, I'm here," Mika announced loudly and without warning, sat next to Ryn happily.
"Your meal," Ryn said gently as she pushed the bowl of salad and orange juice.
Harry was speechless. Did Ryn know about this? Was it the reason why she ordered the salad she hated so much? That was why she ordered another glass of orange juice?
Why didn't she inform him about Mika?
"How do you feel now?" Ryn asked as she cut a small piece of steak into tinier pieces to put into Mika's bowl of salad.
"Just two pieces is enough," Mika said before frowned. "How many steaks you've eaten today?"
"Just one," Ryn lied with a straight face. Luckily the two previous plates were already returned to the kitchen so she only left one more plate of steak.
